Top 34 Trees Speak Quotes
#2. Few are altogether deaf to the preaching of pine trees. Their sermons on the mountains go to our hearts; and if people in general could be got into the woods, even for once, to hear the trees speak for themselves, all difficulties in the way of forest preservation would vanish.
John Muir
#3. Aren't you afraid of death, oak? How can you speak so casually about it?'
The trees creaked their bare branches until it seemed to Geno that they must be laughing.
'Death?' they said. 'How is it death to return to earth again? Our seed can grow from us. We shall return.
Felix Salten
#5. What did the earth teach the trees?
How to speak to the sky.
Pablo Neruda
#6. I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. I speak for the trees for the trees have no tongues.
Dr. Seuss
#7. Some of my kin look just like trees now, and need something great to rouse them; and they speak only in whispers. But some of my trees are limb-lithe, and many can talk to me.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#8. The beard was actually less Dumbledore, more Hemingway, but the eyes behind the lenses of his glasses were a brilliant shade of blue that naturally suggested a man who could cast runes and speak to trees. Harper
Joe Hill
#9. I was warmed by the sun, rocked by the winds and sheltered by the trees as other Indian babes. I was living peaceably when people began to speak bad of me. Now I can eat well, sleep well and be glad. I can go everywhere with a good feeling.
Geronimo
#10. Our mouths and bodies speak for us in a new language as the trees shake loose a rain of petals that stick to our slickness like skins we will wear forever. And just like that, I am changed.
Libba Bray
#11. Imitate the magnificent trees that speak no word of their rapture, but only breathe largely the luminous breeze.
D.H. Lawrence
#12. Be wiser than most, be a child in your heart, be a sage in your mind and a mage with your hands. Feel hearts beating, hear the flapping of birds' wings. Heal the broken, embrace the vulnerable. Speak to the living trees. Be pulled down by no one, and by nothing. This is how to be a Goddess.
C. JoyBell C.
#13. On the hill behind her crows flew one by one into the bare trees, arranging their dark blots in the scrim of branches and adding their warnings to the drear sounds of this day. Gone, gone, they rasped. Here was a dead world learning to speak in dissonant, unbearable sounds.
Barbara Kingsolver
#14. I wish to speak with all respect of persons, but sometimes I must pinch myself to keep awake, and preserve the due decorum. They melt so fast into each other, that they are like grass and trees, and it needs an effort to treat them as individuals.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#16. To speak in literature with the perfect rectitude and insouciance of the movements of animals and the unimpeachable of the sentiment of trees in the woods and grass by the roadside is the flawless triumph of art.
Walt Whitman
#17. How glad I am to be able to roam in the wood and thicket, among trees and flowers and rocks ... in the country, every tree seems to speak to me, saying, "Holy! Holy", in the woods, there is enchantment which expresses all things.
Ludwig Van Beethoven
#18. People aren't trees, so it is false when they speak of roots.
Tom Robbins
#19. We think we know something about the things themselves when we speak of trees, colors, snow, and flowers, yet we possess only metaphors of the things, which in no way correspond to the original essences. Just
Friedrich Nietzsche
#20. Many savage nations worship trees, and I really think my first feeling would be one of delight and interest rather than of surprise, if some day when I am alone in the woods one of the trees were to speak to me.
John Lubbock
#21. The river's vowels and the trees' consonants speak a not-quite-foreign language.
David Mitchell
#22. Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.
Hermann Hesse
#23. You're Catholic, right? What do the Catholics say?"
Nico lifted an eyebrow and regarded Sandra with sparkly eyes. "I'm not the Lorax of Catholics. I don't speak for the trees of the faithful. That's why we have the Pope.
Penny Reid
#24. From the windows, through the fur of snow, the landscape became more melancholy when the sun successfully brightened the quiet trees, unable to speak without their leaves.
Toni Morrison
#25. People in suburbia see trees differently than foresters do. They cherish every one. It is useless to speak of the probability that a certain tree will die when the tree is in someone's backyard ... You are talking about a personal asset, a friend, a monument, not about board feet of lumber.
Roger Swain
#26. 'The Lorax,' ... it's a mythical, woodland creature, right, who's for saving trees. He speaks for the trees because no one else can. Kind of the way conservatives speak for fetuses.
Bill Maher
#27. We believe that we know something about the things themselves when we speak of trees, colors, snow, and flowers; and yet we possess nothing but metaphors for things - metaphors which correspond in no way to the original entities.
Friedrich Nietzsche
#28. Tree trunks are composed of layers of growth. Meaningful expressions are composed of layers of words. Say something meaningful.
D'Andre Lampkin
#29. Well did I come to know the presiding dryads of those trees, and often have I watched their wild dances in the struggling beams of a waning moon - but of these things I must not now speak.
H.P. Lovecraft
#30. We can speak without voice to the trees and the clouds and the waves of the sea. Without words they respond through the rustling of leaves and the moving of clouds and the murmuring of the sea.
Paul Tillich
#31. Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
Rabindranath Tagore
#32. Awake. Love. Think. Speak. Be walking trees. Be talking beasts. Be divine waters.
C.S. Lewis
#34. I need not shout my faith. Thrice eloquent Are quiet trees and the green listening sod; Hushed are the stars, whose power is never spent; The hills are mute: yet how they speak of God!
Charles Hanson Towne
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